#oc // henry holli
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so-very-small · 5 months ago
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we should acknowledge the parasocial relationship we have with g/t oc’s seen in the tags on the regular. like it’s not just ‘omg cool art!’ anymore but also ‘omg its my beloved giant friend Holly’. i see Kip and Henry and wave like they’re neighbors i see when out checking the mail. Jason and Natasha are like family friends who’s posts i like on instagram. Chrome and Poppy? they are more famous than Beyonce to me. i love everyones OCs and i love seeing them so much
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lovelygirlnicole15 · 6 months ago
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Behold my friends... THE OFFICIAL ART OF THE COPPERBOTTOM KIDS (or at least the ones I know so far)!!
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I made this with love and care, also I'm sorry if I made any mistakes in the oc.
Copperbottom kids I drew:
Baojin Copperbottom (my Copperright fanchild)
Amelia Copperbottom (@androidcharles )
Holly Copperbottom (@bor0wik )
Toppat!Cameron (@rarestdoge )
Robin Dieanna Copperbottom (@the-dumbest-thsc-fan )
Lay Copperbottom (@annashadowstar )
Luca Copperbottom (@autisticfridge )
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weirdlythneederina · 2 months ago
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Jonney does this to everyone XD
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nahyouzi · 1 year ago
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soy muy indeciso no me culpes
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candikin · 1 year ago
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I tried to shade this but I am sick so it's tbh hard to draw (and also I feel like I'm dying)
characters in order: Holly (@fluvvie), Lexi (me), Baojin (@lovelygirlnicole15), Toppat! Cameron (@rarestdoge), Amelia (@androidcharles)
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serenity-fields · 7 months ago
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hello and welcome to the little town we call serenity fields! I hope you enjoy your stay,
we have a variety of folk you can chatter with, though do keep in mind your visiting so they might not take well to constant bother, have fun!
꒰♡~✿~♡꒱
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꒰.⁠。⁠*⁠♡↓~long, but important~↓♡*。.꒱
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DNI // NSFW ~ terf ~ transphobes // homophobes ~ pedos
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ask box rules // general rules
ෆ Be respectful. words carry weight and we don't want an incident to occur for any reason - joke or not.
ෆ suggestive asks are okay, but no NSFW.
ෆ no excessive talk of pregnancy, if it can be avoided. it makes me uncomfortable.
ෆ anon is a privilege. don't squander it.
ෆ roleplay is fine! if your unsure if I'm onboard with an idea just ask! I won't bite
ෆ if your unsure of any pronouns just ask, I'm more than happy to tell you
꒰♡~✿~♡꒱
꒰⑅。⁠*⁠♡🎼Vendors🎼♡*。⑅⁠꒱
꒰~Crem Tarte〃Alcremie〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰~Bahnyan〃Nuzleaf〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰⑅。⁠*⁠♡🎼Townsfolk🎼♡*。⑅⁠꒱
꒰~Peach〃raichu〃💬✅~⁠꒱꒰~Matchy〃Plusle〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰~Kobi〃Smeargle〃💬✅~⁠꒱꒰~Chisu〃Pachirisu〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰~Henry Holli〃Meowstic〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰~Acorn + Almond〃Seedot〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰~Adeline〃Floette〃💬✅~⁠꒱ ꒰~Honey〃Skitty〃💬✅~⁠꒱
꒰⑅。⁠*⁠♡🎼Passersby🎼♡*。⑅⁠꒱
꒰~Alan〃Delphox〃💬✅~⁠꒱
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willing to chat=💬✅ Unwillingly/unavailable=💬🚫
side blog to // @oatsynalliums
sister blog to // @delicate-verdance
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kingkenzieofmold · 2 years ago
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If it's okay, Could you draw James and Hollie Benson? You can choose between their younger or current versions, I don't mind either way
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This was fun! Hollie and James are such lovely characters! They were requested and belong to @jaytoons7 so go show them some love!
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jaytoons7 · 2 years ago
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OC Birthdays because I need to list em
Jay Benson: March 21
Scottie Anderson: December 6
Hazel Juniper: June 27
Tara Sammson: October 30
James Benson: September 12
Hollie Benson: September 13
Crusher: November 9
Lynette Strickland: February 11
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androidcharles · 2 years ago
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A buncha OC parents meeting up together. Well, in all honesty, Minerva doesn't really belong here too much since she's really a fan parent for Rupert, but I still wanted to include her anyway, since it's been ages since I've drawn her.
Casper and Emma Dex belong to @howlerlight Hollie and James Benson belong to @jaytoons7
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neon-u-dumb-shxtty-child · 1 year ago
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Holly is a very complicated person, she feels things really strongly and she has trouble handling her anger and frustration. She’s working on it but she hates Eddie and his family because she feels she and Wallace were forced to be part of that new family they never wanted.
Holly doesn’t want a new family, she wants her mom
I feel for them :(
Olga is older than Henry by a year or two, and they’re older than Eddie by four years :>
Eddie is so youngest brother core (I am an oldest child so idk how being the younger one works :,>)
He likes flowers so he likes being around Daisey, who is a gardener who specializes on flowers most of the time /hj
I’m glad that my hyperfixation on a mailman isn’t bothering you :)))
I just don’t get to talk about him often. Especially with someone who actually knows welcome home :,)
so thanks buddy :DD
I’m just gonna leave some Eddie family headcanons
His mom and dad divorced when he was a young adult, mostly cause they just drifted apart as the years went on. They’re still good friends and talk often
His mom remarried, and her husband has a son and daughter. He’s kind but he has a rocky relationship with the twins cause he remarried soon after his wife died. Holly took it to heart and hates him for it. Wallace is hurt to but he still wants his dad’s validation so he doesn’t say anything
Eddie has an older brother Henry, an older sister Olga, and his two twin step siblings, Holly and Wallace (Holly doesn’t like him rip)
He’s never been an older brother before so he kinda screws up when trying to be one to the twins, but he tries and Wallace can appreciate it. Holly doesn’t spend any time with him so she doesn’t care
His mom taught him to play piano and he plays all the time when he visits
He was in charge of keeping the gardens healthy and growing, he’s fond of the flowers that would grow
Halfway through this kinda became me lore dumping about my ocs Holly and Wallace I’m sorry :,)
Yo my pleasure! I get it lol I have no one irl to talk to about welcome home haha Also don't worry you can info/lore dump freely here! I love hearing many new things to learn and cool ideas :D
I like your family headcanons to!
Eddie having a step dad and step siblings is chefs kiss. I love the struggle to be an older brother but I'm a lil sad Holly doesn't like him. I get why she's upset though, with her dad remarrying so soon
Also we've both given him and older brother and sister! Something about Eddie must scream "youngest child" lol
Hmmm I would like to know who's older if you care to share! Henry or Olga? I'm curious :o
In my version of his family his brother is the eldest, with his sister in the middle. She's older than Eddie by a year while his brother is 6 years older than him.
Also Eddie gardening is perfect,, he would love to have a nice flower garden, I think :) to go with Frank's tomatoes
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lovelygirlnicole15 · 9 months ago
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THSC Toppat Clan with Chaos The Show Au
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Who is Pregnant? 1/????
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Copperbottom siblings in (My) chronological order (From oldest to youngest)
Toppat!Cameron belongs to @rarestdoge
Holly Copperbottom belongs to @bor0wik
Lay Copperbottom belongs to @annashadowstar
Amelia Copperbottom belongs to @androidcharles
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lostloveletters · 7 months ago
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Still Crazy After All These Years (Bucky Egan x OC)
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Summary: It's a perfect Saturday evening in spring, which means only one thing for the Egans: baseball (specifically their son's Little League game).
Note: Fluffy post-war fic of Holly and Bucky being unhinged Little League parents (but we love them for it🥲) Do not interact if you're under 18, terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content.
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: None.
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“C’mon ump, that was out!” Bucky shouted from the bleachers. “Foul ball my as—butt,” he muttered to Holly, who had three-year-old Cynthia in her lap, her chestnut hair pulled up in twin ponytails that blew along with the late spring breeze.
The mid-May air was heavy with DC’s summer creeping up on them. The swampy, humid season dragged along until he finally reached fall’s reprieve. Spring was perfect, though, with its early season baseball games and cherry blossom festival. 
“It’s ridiculous.” Holly shook her head, her hand in the bag of pretzels she brought along, having carefully broken some into smaller pieces for Cindy.
“Who’s pitching? Is that the Baker kid?”
She nodded. “Yeah, Terry and Lynn’s youngest boy, Danny. He’s pretty good when he’s focused.”
“I can’t see,” Cindy pouted.
“Come on up, princess,” Bucky said, lifting his daughter and holding her on his hip. “Better?”
She nodded, wrapping her small arms around him as best as she could. 
“You know, when you’re a little older, they have leagues just like this for girls.”
“Honey.”
“I’m just letting Cindy know she has options!”
“Where’s Henry?” Cindy asked.
“You see him, right over there?” Bucky pointed at the boy playing shortstop whose dark, curly hair was barely contained beneath his blue baseball cap, a big orange ‘B’ for Bears embroidered on it. All of the local Little League teams were named after some type of animal, and Henry’s game schedule made him feel like he was in the Wizard of Oz with how many lions and tigers and bears were on the sheet of paper he brought home from his first day of practice.
“Henry! It’s Cindy!” she shouted, waving frantically at her brother.
The boy looked up, waving in the general direction of his family. Bucky and Holly had been in the middle of packing up the Christmas decorations when Henry asked them if he could sign up for the neighborhood Little League team that upcoming spring. Holly nearly dropped a box of glass ornaments in excitement.
Watching a major league game, Yankees or not, paled in comparison to cheering on for his own son. Even strikeouts and missed catches made Bucky overwhelmed with pride, because Henry was out there trying, making mistakes he could improve on in their backyard with Bucky’s encouragement to buoy Henry’s spirits if he felt a little discouraged—or got distracted. He had to give the coach credit. Keeping the attention of a dozen six- and seven-year-old boys long enough to teach them how to play a decent game of baseball couldn’t have been an easy feat.
“Out!” the umpire shouted.
Holly clapped as Henry’s team left the field to line up near home plate. “Now we’re talking.”
The kid batting before Henry hit a pop fly and was out before he could even make it a few feet from home plate. Bucky heard Holly take a deep breath when Henry walked up to bat. First pitch was a strike, but the second was almost perfect, the crack of the bat breaking through the crowd’s murmuring. The ball flew into the outfield, landing just in front of the chain link fence that separated the baseball field from the playground.
“Nice hit, Henry!” Bucky shouted.
Holly jumped up, bag of pretzels spilling across the bleachers. “Way to go, sweetheart!”
Bucky grabbed Holly’s hand as they watched their son pass first and make it to second before the centerfielder could throw the ball back to the infield.
“Kid’s a natural,” Bucky whispered excitedly, as all good parents do, adoration filling his chest. He pressed a kiss to the top of Cindy’s head. Holly liked to joke that the day Henry was born, Bucky cried more than their newborn baby did, but their son, and later their daughter, too, were the culmination of every hope and dream he desperately clung to for the better part of two years of just surviving. Because of that, he’d do anything for them.
He watched as the inning continued, his eyes on Henry the whole time. The next batter managed to get to first, but Henry flew past third and made a break for home just as the second baseman caught the ball.
“Go Henry!” Holly shouted. “Go go go!”
“You got this Henry! Come on buddy!”
Bucky was sure his heart was going to explode by the time Henry slid to home plate, barely a second before the ball flew into the catcher’s hand.
“Safe!” the umpire announced, nearly drowned out by Holly’s screaming.
“Attaboy Henry!” Bucky cheered.
“He did it! He fuc—flipping did it!” Holly gave Bucky a celebratory kiss, the two of them hardly able to contain their smiles long enough for their lips to meet for all that long. 
The rest of the game flew by. Nothing could compare to the rush of watching Henry steal home. The Bears won by a run, and Holly and Bucky were equally convinced it was thanks to their son. As soon as they found him after the game was over, Holly engulfed him in a hug, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“You did fantastic, sweetie! What a game!” she exclaimed, almost looking a bit teary-eyed when she took Cindy’s hand in hers.
“Look at you! Stole home like a champ,” Bucky said with a smile, pulling off Henry’s cap to ruffle his hair.
Henry smiled, front tooth missing, the first of his baby teeth to fall out. The tooth fairy had left him a quarter to mark the occasion. “Thanks, dad.”
“I think this calls for ice cream,” Holly said, as if they didn’t go for ice cream after every game Bucky was able to go to.
Bucky nodded. “Definitely. Whatever you kids want.”
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Scoopland was one of the first places Holly had taken him to when they were stateside and he made the move to DC with her. A neighborhood staple she frequented before the war, she’d been excited to bring him there. The place boasted over 20 different flavors of ice cream, and after trying them all over the course of their first summer together after the war, found he liked their Rocky Road the best. Holly was partial to mint chocolate chip, a newer flavor which he thought tasted like toothpaste. 
Bucky walked up to the counter, tasked with ordering the ice cream while Holly wrangled Henry and Cindy into a nearby booth. She had the most difficulty getting Henry to sit down, since he spotted some friends from his baseball team on the other side of the ice cream shop.
“How’s it going Mr. Egan?” the teenage boy behind the counter asked.
“Can’t complain.”
“The usual for you guys?”
Bucky smiled. The usual. He wasn’t sure he ever figured himself to be the type of guy to have a usual at an ice cream place, but parenthood changed a lot of things. Sometimes, Cindy dealt out tea parties and temper tantrums in the same day. Henry got himself a trip to the emergency room just a few months prior while he was sledding on a snow day with his friends and went straight through a neighbor’s fence. He wasn’t sure how Holly managed on her own when he’d go away for work. At least her parents were nearby and took every opportunity to spoil their grandchildren that was presented to them.
He brought the four cups of ice cream over to the table, two in each hand, and placed the hot fudge sundae in front of Henry and tutti frutti with extra rainbow sprinkles in front of Cindy. He gave Holly a kiss as he handed her the cup of mint chocolate chip and snickered to himself when he sat down next to Cindy and saw Henry’s nose scrunched on the other side of the table.
“Listen champ, if there’s ever a day I don’t kiss your mom, that’s when you should be making that face.”
“‘S gross,” Henry said through a mouthful of ice cream.
“So is talking with your mouth full.”
Cindy stuck out her tongue, a distorted rainbow of ice cream and toppings that made Henry laugh.
“Next time, we’re taking you both to the zoo and leaving you there so the monkeys can raise you,” Holly said.
“We’re going to the zoo?” Henry asked. “When?”
“I wanna see a zebra and a giraffe!” Cindy exclaimed.
“How about next weekend?” Bucky looked to Holly for her approval, which was given in the smile that’d begrudgingly spread across her face.
Everything said and done, they made a damn good team as parents. Maybe he indulged the kids a little more than he should have, but Holly did her fair share of it too, letting Henry skip school to bring him and Cindy to weekday Nationals games for the hell of it. 
“Can I go say ‘hi’ to Danny and Paul?” Henry asked, looking over his shoulder at his friends who were waving at him.
“Fifteen minutes, but we’re heading home soon. It’s past your sister’s bedtime,” Holly said. “Don’t climb over the seat, Henry, that’s—” She sighed as he climbed over the back of the booth anyway, leaving a streak of dirt from his sneakers behind him. “He definitely gets it from you.”
“Me? The first time I met your parents, they made a point to tell me how much of a wild child you were,” Bucky reminded her with a grin.
Her parents were gracious enough to let him stay with them until he and Holly found a place of their own, although he was sure her returning with a ring on her finger made it easier for them to welcome him into their home. Holly must have done a hell of a job talking him up in her letters to them, because none of the awkward tension he’d been expecting was there when he first walked through the door to meet them.
Holly laughed to herself as she wiped off the seat with a napkin. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Drawing on your bedroom walls?” he pressed.
“Can I draw on my walls?” Cindy asked.
“No. It wasn’t good when mommy did it.”
“Why not?”
“Because you have nice paper we bought for you to draw on, baby,” Holly said.
“It’s not as fun.”
“Sure it is,” Bucky said. “Remember the other day when we drew that castle with the unicorn and the dragon?”
She yawned. “You made the unicorn look funny.”
“Are you sleepy, Cin?” Holly asked.
Despite shaking her head, Cindy rubbed her eyes. She always did whatever she could to push out her bedtime, as if she were afraid she might miss something big if she went to sleep.
“I guess I should’ve asked mom and dad to watch her, huh?” Holly said. “I didn’t think we’d be out this late.”
Cindy mumbled something incomprehensible before dozing off.
Holly laughed softly, “And she’s out.”
“I got her,” Bucky said, picking up Cindy from her seat and placing her in his lap. She immediately curled up against him, and he tried not to think too much about how he wouldn’t know when the last time she’d ever do that would be. Hell, Henry was six and already ditching them to hang out with his friends. He glanced over at his son, face scrunched up in laughter at a joke one of them told him. His smile was like looking in a little mirror. 
Bucky ate a spoonful of ice cream, trying to tamper down the ache in his chest.
“You ever thought this would be how you’d spend your Saturday nights?” Holly asked teasingly.
“No.” Bucky smiled. “This is a lot better.”
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nahyouzi · 2 years ago
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Mis ocs min stickmin
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jaytoons7 · 2 years ago
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THANK YOU SO MUCH! Don't worry about being late, I do not mind in the slightest!
Also tiny Hazel giving Jay a little kiss is absolutely adorable.
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Happy Belated Birthday @jaytoons7!
It only took a while cause apparently, the world likes to give me the literal version of "time is an illusion"–
Anyways, here's Jay with his loved ones! Hope you like it!
(All characters belong to @jaytoons7)
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candikin · 1 year ago
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Lexi with some Copperright kid nonsense
Baojin by @lovelygirlnicole15, Toppat! Cam by @rarestdoge, Amelia by @androidcharles, and Holly by @fluvvie
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serenity-fields · 4 months ago
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HENRI !! How’d you get along with Peach ? Are you guys long time friends ?
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